"Oh, my dear squad leader, it's so wonderful to see you. You can't imagine how I've been these past three days. I missed you like I miss Grandma's apple pie, and I mean it, God is my witness."

Zhang Yuanqing stepped forward enthusiastically and embraced Li Dongze warmly.

At this moment, a young female employee diligently offered a glass of red wine. Li Dongze elegantly raised his hand, blocking it slightly, and said seriously:

"Oh no, please replace it with an ice-cold Coke!" So Zhang Yuanqing, holding the ice-cold Coke, moved to the sofa and greeted Wang Tai and Teng Yuan respectively.

"You'll be leaving Team Two soon, right? Or, becoming Team Two's boss." Wang Tai held a piece of cake in his hand, enjoying it with satisfaction. "Made with animal cream, the taste is good. The benefit of this cream is that it's not greasy, unlike plant cream, which is cheap and disgusting. Their ingredients are different, but I'm not interested in their shares!" Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly interrupted, "I don't know why, Gou Changlao hasn't talked to me yet. I called him, but no one answered. It's very strange, don't you think?"

Teng Yuan, Wang Tai, and Li Dongze couldn't answer. Guan Ya sat in the corner, pretending to chat and laugh with a female employee.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Jiang Jingwei, who was gorging herself, and said, "Jingwei, do you know?"

Jiang Jingwei was immersed in the delicious food, deaf to everything else.

"Jingwei, Jingwei" Zhang Yuanqing chopped the girl on the back of the neck with a hand, "Jingwei!"

Jiang Jingwei spat out roasted meat and ham, both angry and heartbroken, and said, "What are you doing!"

Zhang Yuanqing repeated the question.

"Oh~" Jiang Jingwei suddenly realized, reluctantly watching Teng Yuan sweep the meat she spat out into the trash can, and said, "Probably still watching the Killing Instance."

Seeing that his colleagues didn't understand, she explained, "Every year during the Killing Instance, the Alliance Leader takes some elders to watch the battle, from outside the instance. How do they watch from outside the instance? I don't really understand. My dad said people with too low a level can't get in. When I reach the Dominator Realm, he'll take me to play."

The Alliance Leader can take the elders in to watch? The members of Team Two were shocked and heard of this for the first time.

Zhang Yuanqing was also greatly shocked, and at the same time very frightened, because in the Killing Instance, he had exposed too much.

The Demon Lord's Teleportation Jade Talisman; the Demon Lord's Disguise Ring. Although these two items are definitely not the Demon Lord's signature items, if the big shots outside have seen them, it will inevitably lead to suspicion.

One or two items are not items of the Night Tour God profession.

Theoretically, it's unlikely that he would get them by chance.

In addition, he naturally thought of the black crescent moon hidden in the character card during the mission settlement, which suddenly appeared and transformed itself into a crescent shape.

This is the character card hiding itself, hiding his identity as the Demon Lord's successor.

"So that's how it is."

Zhang Yuanqing murmured in a low voice, his face looking very bad.

Because he realized that the character card possessed "self-awareness". If the black crescent moon's active appearance during the Tiger Seal incident was triggered by a rules-based item, it was a passive action.

Then what about this time?

The big shots outside didn't influence him, but the character card automatically shielded the full moon.

This is enough to show that it possesses self-awareness. It knows that there are big shots watching outside. It knows that it can't expose the identity of the Demon Lord's successor. Who exactly is it?

It's impossible for the character card to possess self-awareness. If it does, it must be something else.

This discovery made Zhang Yuanqing feel uneasy and restless.

He could accept the Demon Lord's character card calmly, after all, it was just an object. But if this object contained someone else's self-awareness, it would be something that kept him awake at night.

"The only good thing is that I don't have to worry about exposing the identity of the Demon Lord's successor in the future," he thought wryly.

If it is conscious, then the Maoshan Taoist's probing in the Stone Temple is destined to fail.

His answer must be the Demon Lord's successor's triple denial: I am not! You are talking nonsense! Don't wrong me!

Wait, if the elders watched the process of the Killing Instance, then, then the things I told Yuan Ting... Zhang Yuanqing's mood suddenly became heavy, feeling that the future was full of anxiety.

At this time, Teng Yuan said:

"The Saint Realm Killing Instance should end tomorrow, right?"

Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "The Transcendence Realm Killing Instance lasts for three days, the Saint Realm lasts for five days. It should be around seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

Teng Yuan nodded: "Looking forward to the result."

After speaking, he ate the food in a listless manner, like a millennial salted fish.

The clerical staff and The Way of the Extraordinary members of Team Two ate and drank until eleven o'clock in the morning before dispersing, leaving a few clerical staff to clean up the mess.

Taking advantage of going to the toilet, Zhang Yuanqing sent a message to Kou Beiyue.

"I heard a piece of information. The higher-ups in the Lawful faction have a habit of watching the Killing Instance. The Evil faction probably does too. Be careful." Kou Beiyue replied quickly:

"Heh, I knew it long ago. Xiao Yuan said the big shots might not remember me, but to be on the safe side, I'll be low-key recently. When those guys return to reality, Xiao Yuan will scout for information for me to see if I'm wanted."

That's good! Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief. Kou Beiyue sent another message:

"Are you messing with my little brother?"

The news is quite well-informed. Zhang Yuanqing replied with an "um."

"I know what you're thinking, but I don't think there's much hope. Aren't the big shots watching the whole process? They definitely know the situation. When they return from the Killing Instance, they'll vouch for my little brother." Kou Beiyue sent a message.

Except for the Nihility Sect's Southern Branch, how could other organizations vouch for "A Good Minister Chooses a Master to Kill?" They would be happy to see the little fatty killed.

Zhang Yuanqing was not panicked at all.

Kou Beiyue is still too young, with only black and white concepts in his mind. There are still life-and-death struggles within the same organization. How could the three major Evil factions be of one mind?

Given the chance to screw over a genius in the other organization, the Evil organizations would definitely be more active than the Lawful faction.

"You don't have to worry about these things. Contact A Good Minister Chooses a Master to Kill in a few days." Zhang Yuanqing sent this message, and received no response for a long time.

When he pocketed his phone and walked out of the toilet, Kou Beiyue's text message arrived late:

"Damn it, just to reply to your message, I crashed into the green belt just now. The takeout in the box is all gone. You have to pay me back!"

Zhang Yuanqing silently sent a five-mao red envelope, and then turned off his phone.

He took a bunch of roses gathered together by the clerical staff, which were about to be discarded, from the bar in the living area, hid them behind his back, and came to the second floor along the steel stairs.

In the office area on the second floor, there were only Guan Ya and Wang Tai.

Jiang Jingwei had to go to school, so she was picked up by a housekeeper sent by her mother. Teng Yuan was even less likely to stay at work, so there were only Wang Tai and Guan Ya in the office area.

The former, full and satisfied, was single-mindedly immersed in his own world.

Guan Ya was watching a variety show with headphones on. Catching the sound of footsteps, she looked up, and imperceptibly lowered her eyes.

The events of yesterday were still vivid in her mind. She was temporarily unable to escape from the awkwardness, shyness, and social death. As soon as she saw Yuanshi, images of wet bed sheets and underpants would appear in her mind.

This made her want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Sister Guan Ya, here's a rose for you." Zhang Yuanqing presented the delicate rose.

The old driver glanced at it, both amused and annoyed, and said with a charming tone, "Using flowers to offer to Buddha is utterly insincere."

Zhang Yuanqing seemed to know she would say that, and immediately said, "Then let's change it to something more sincere. Sister Guan Ya, my grandma wants to invite you to dinner, tomorrow night."

"I'm not going!" Guan Ya pretended to be seriously watching the show.

At this time, you must pester her relentlessly and be a rogue. Zhang Yuanqing kept the advice of his life mentor in mind, and said with a hippie smile:

"If you don't come, I'll bring my whole family to your place for dinner."

Guan Ya didn't seem to expect him to be such a rogue. She raised her eyes, glared, and said angrily, "Why should I go to your house for dinner? What are we?"

This was different from what she had expected. In her mind, she wanted to downplay what happened yesterday as much as possible. After a while, when the awkward emotions had passed, everyone would tacitly not mention it, and she could continue to chat and laugh with Yuanshi.

This was the most reasonable and best result she thought.

And based on her understanding of Yuanshi, although the boy was glib, he lacked experience in matters between men and women. According to his style of being good at socializing, seeing that she was more sensitive and awkward, he should take the initiative to chat, tell dirty jokes, and resolve her awkwardness.

Unexpectedly, not only did he not take the initiative to alleviate the awkwardness between them, but he also pressed on, inviting her to his house for dinner?

What kind of relationship do they have, to invite her to his house for dinner?

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Wang Tai in the distance, then pulled a chair and sat next to Guan Ya, blowing air into her delicate and small ear, and said in a low and warm tone:

"What do you think our relationship is?"

The two were very close, and he was taller than Guan Ya. When his eyes fell, he could see the white and greasy scenery in the neckline of her unbuttoned white shirt.

She has always been the kind of woman who can stretch a shirt very tightly.

A slim waist, large breasts, and a white shirt are always at the top of the list of uniform temptations.

Guan Ya's body stiffened, and her ear roots instantly turned red. She kept a straight face: "Colleague relationship."

As Ling Gou said, she adopted an evasive posture, wanting to be a snake-bird, wanting to quietly take the events of yesterday away, pretending that nothing happened, and then continue to maintain an ambiguous relationship with him. What a scum woman! Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself.

Guan Ya's snake-bird mentality actually comes from family pressure.

She longs for love, but is also afraid of the family's attitude, and is full of frustration and pessimism about the future, which is very contradictory.

"At this time, you need to press on and take the initiative to control the relationship between the two. It is impossible to expect her to take the initiative."

The words of his life mentor flashed in his mind.

Without thinking, Zhang Yuanqing bit her crystal clear earlobe in one bite. It was cool and exuded a refreshing fragrance, which was indistinguishable between body fragrance and perfume.

It smelled good.

Guan Ya was caught off guard, and her delicate body shuddered like an electric shock, instantly tensing up.

Her ear roots were burning, and her fair neck quickly stained with an intoxicating blush, with fine goosebumps popping up.

She sat there blankly, seemingly not expecting this kid to be so bold, flirting intimately in the office, and even, even taking advantage of her.

Zhang Yuanqing took it in stride, looked at Guan Ya with a red face, and said, "Thanks to you for my cousin's promotion last time. My grandma has wanted to invite you to dinner for a long time. Tomorrow night, I'll pick you up."

Guan Ya got up in a hurry, grabbed the bag on the table, kept a straight face, "I have something to do, I have to get off work first. Yuanshi, I'm not free tomorrow night."

Holding the bag, she walked away with a clatter of high heels.

"You must come." Zhang Yuanqing shouted at her back.

When the sound of Guan Ya's fleeing footsteps disappeared, Wang Tai raised his head, staring at Zhang Yuanqing with dead fish eyes:

"Have you thought of the child's name?"

"If not, I can help you pick one. Trust me, the scholar is professional."

Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: "Is it free? If it's free, I'll ask you."

In a good mood, he took out his phone and called Fu Qingyang's bunny girl, asking her to send back the Blood Voodoo Rose.

That day, after leaving Guan Ya's house, he sent the Blood Voodoo Rose back to Fujiawan again.

Now he has to pick it up again. If Guan Ya is determined to refuse, he can't force it. He needs a "spare tire" to deal with his grandmother.

Four thirty in the afternoon.

Zhang Yuanqing led the Blood Voodoo Rose and secretly returned home.

The living room was quiet. At this time, his grandfather liked to chat with old buddies, drink tea and play chess, and his grandmother would go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. Knowing the activity rules of his family, he deliberately chose this time to go home.

Zhang Yuanqing entered the bedroom, hid the Blood Voodoo Rose in the closet, and glanced at the objects in the room.

"The old Willow only maintains two days in reality for one descent. He should be back by tomorrow morning."

"Fu Qingyang will return tomorrow. Well, he shouldn't blame me. After all, no one should disagree with him because of his trash theory. Saying it is saying it, but Gou Changlao will definitely blame me..."

"My cousin hasn't carried out the capture of the target yet..."

While his thoughts were rising and falling, Zhang Yuanqing took out the Demon Subduing Pestle and put it in the desk drawer.

Fujiabao.

In the spacious and luxurious master bedroom, a figure appeared out of thin air, it was Fu Qingyang.

At this time, his short ponytail was scattered to his shoulders, and the armor on his body was covered with knife cuts, sword marks, and traces of smoke and fire.

Under the armor, there were traces of blood faintly revealed.

Despite his embarrassed appearance, stained with the dirt and blood of war, Young Master Fu's knife-cut face was still handsome and irresistible.

Not only did his high-cold temperament not converge, but between his eyebrows, he revealed a majesty that he did not have before.

Like a young emperor, like a commander in command of the three armies.

"Cough cough!"

Fu Qingyang held his lips, coughed hard, and blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.

He suffered serious injuries in the Killing Instance. Although at the moment of advancing to the Dominator, the level of life was sublimated, passively healing part of the injuries, his physical condition was still very poor.

Fu Qingyang walked to the bed and pressed the "call button."

Soon, two tall bunny girls were summoned, pushed open the door of the master bedroom, passed through the outer room, and came to Fu Qingyang.

"Young master, are you awake?" The bunny girl showed a bright smile, overjoyed.

All the bunny girls in the entire villa were preparing, worrying, and praying for the young master's return.

Fu Qingyang nodded slightly: "Prepare food, prepare hot water, prepare clean clothes..."

After ordering, he said again: "Pull out the points list of the Transcendence Realm Killing Instance."

He had already achieved the results he had promised, and it was time to see how Yuanshi Tianzun had performed.